New Indian Village Bride

"Aaarhhhh! Ohmygosh, Ohmygosh. DOCTOR!" Anjali cried out as she grabbed the doctor's head and thrust her hips up into his face. "Oh yes! Yes!" She never felt like this before, not even when her husband fucked her. Her tingling and fluttering feelings were getting stronger and stronger, trying to get to some kind of a peak.

Inexplicably the doctor stopped. He didn't want the girl to reach her final climax, he wanted to leave her hanging.

Instantly Anjali raised her head. "Eh? N...NO! Please!," Anjali found herself pleading. "I...I haven't finished..." she pleaded, surprising herself.

The sly Dr Sharma took the opportunity of the heighted state of Anjali's sexual arousal to plunge his cock into her drenched pussy. He took a risk and anticipated no protests; actually he hoped for no protests. Luckily he got none. The only screaming was of joy and not objection.

"Ooohhhh! Yes!!! Anjali hissed as she leaned back, raising her hips to in fact offer her pussy to the doctor, to accept the penetration of his hard cock. It instantly satisfied the throbbing craving in her vagina.

Dr Sharma smirked feeling triumphant at him achieving vaginal union with the teenage girl. He proceeded to gently fuck her, to revel in the moment, stroking her ever so smooth thighs. 'Yes, finally; to feel a young girl's tight pussy. A girl!,' he thought. His fantasy fulfilled. After a while, having his initial lust sated he thrust himself hard, all the way to the hilt, pressing his hairy pubes tightly against the girl's. There he remained feeling the throbbing vaginal muscles deliciously squeezing his steel-hard cock. Wanting the moment to last in this joined state he processed to converse with Anjali.

"Anjali, you know it is not only your vagina that gives you so much pleasure, you must get your husband to explore the whole of your body," he said as he unbuttoned the girl's white school blouse, revealing her white lacy bra.

Anjali was breathing hard, panting, holding onto the sides of the couch; still feeling the tremors of her climaxes reverberating through her. She simply abandoned her body to the doctor, squirming with pleasure, fully aware of the hard cock embedded in her cunt, but fully registering what the horny doctor's hands were doing.

Dr Sharma now was taking full advantage of the girl's woozy state. He squeezed her breasts through her bra, then slid the bra up and squeezed the exposed firm young brown orbs, pinching the darker nipples.

"Oooo!" Anjali squeaked.

"You see how much delightful it is when someone else squeezes your nipples. And sucks...." He leaned forward and sucked on those exposed hard buds. And now, whilst still sucking, finally he began to thrust, fucking Anjali for his own pleasure; all pretence of a doctor's professional ethics abandoned.

"Yes! Oh, yes! That's...that's..." cried Anjali.

He fucked Anjali with abandonment raising her ardour even more to the point of excruciatingly delightful release for both.

"Arrrghhhh! Eeekkkk! Ohmygosh! Ohmegosh!" Anjali wailed and shrieked, gyrating and wiggling her hips, unable to keep them still.

"Ungh!" Dr Sharma grunted as he thrust a mighty lung into the young girl holding her hips; and held his cock deep inside the sopping hot vagina as he himself exploded with his own streams of hot semen. His hard cock pulsated and throbbed and jumped delightfully with each spurt of his semen into the welcoming young cunt.

Both seem to black out, because when they came to it felt like minutes had passed. The doctor extracted himself from the girl and sat down to catch his breath.

"You see, Anjali how much delightful you can feel when your vagina is stimulated correctly? You must tell your husband what makes you feel good."

"Yes, doctor. I understand now. I will tell my husband to lick my pussy," Anjali said with her eyes half closed. "And suck my nippls."

"Please do come back regularly for physical check ups. You are still only 18 and so your body will change to become a beautiful woman. We need to make sure your body is getting appropriately accustomed to your married life. There will be understandable changes to your vagina and your anus due to the pounding they will take from your husband's energetic fucking...you don't mind if I say that, do you? And we want to be aware of concerns, don't we? And like I said before, you are very pretty and if you were my wife I would certainly be fucking you many times a day, making full use of your beautiful body."

"Thank you doctor," she said, not really sure if she should feel complimented or offended.

The dreamy doctor watched this pretty Indian girl quickly buttoned up her blouse and pull her knickers up and leave.

The End.